Sales Assistant Insults My Wife—You Won’t Believe the Revenge I Got Days Later

Recently, my lovely wife decided to turn her love for fashion into a career. She started looking for jobs in retail, thinking it would be a perfect match for her interests.

One afternoon, she came home upset and told me what had happened. Emma explained that earlier that day, she had gone to the shopping center.

While walking around, she noticed a popular lingerie store with a “Now Hiring” sign in the window.

She shared how her excitement quickly faded when she approached the sales assistant to ask about the job.

The rude woman didn’t even look at my wife until she was standing right in front of her. Despite feeling a bit discouraged, Emma still asked about the application process with enthusiasm. Instead of answering kindly, the assistant gave her a nasty look and said:

“Look, hun, I don’t think you’re pretty enough for this job. NO CHANCE. Don’t even try, okay?”

When Emma got home, she was in tears, heartbroken by the cruel remark. I had never seen her so devastated before, and it shattered me to see her like that.

I wrapped my arms around her, trying to comfort her. “My love, don’t listen to her. You’re beautiful and talented, and you’re worth so much more than her words,” I told her softly. “But why would she say that?” Emma sobbed. “I just wanted to apply for a job. I didn’t deserve that.”

“She’s small-minded, my angel,” I said, trying to console her. Seeing her so sad made me FURIOUS! No one should ever treat my wife like that and think they can get away with it!

As my anger grew, I knew I had to do something. It was time to teach that sales assistant a lesson in humility she would NEVER forget!

Over the next few days, I came up with a plan. I called my friend Mike, who works in the fashion industry, and told him what had happened. Mike was eager to help.

“That’s unbelievable,” Mike said on the phone. “I’ll help you out. Let’s give her a taste of her own medicine.” A few days later, I got ready and went back to the lingerie store with Emma’s help.

I made sure the same sales assistant was working that day. I started browsing the aisles, waiting for the right moment. When the store was quiet, I approached the assistant with a friendly smile.

“Hello, I’m looking for something special for my wife. Can you help me?” I asked. Her attitude changed immediately when she saw a potential sale. She became very helpful and started showing me different items.

“Of course, sir! We have a fantastic selection. What’s the occasion?” she asked sweetly. “Just a surprise for my wife. I want to get her something really special,” I replied, acting thoughtful.

“How about this piece? It’s one of our bestsellers,” she suggested, holding up a delicate lace set. “Do you think this would look good on her?” I asked, examining the lingerie. “Oh, definitely! It’s one of our top items. She’ll love it,” she assured me.

“Can you show me a few more options? I want to make sure I get the perfect one,” I said, keeping her engaged. As she showed me more pieces, I made small talk to keep her interested. “How long have you worked here?” I asked.

“About six months,” she replied. “It’s a great job if you have the right look for it.” I nodded, pretending to be interested. “Do they hire often?”

“Only when they really need someone. They’re picky about who they hire,” she said with a touch of pride.

After about thirty minutes, I told her I needed to step outside to call my wife for her opinion on one of the items. Instead of calling Emma, I called Mike. He arrived quickly to play his part.

We went back into the store together. Mike introduced himself to the sales assistant. “Hi there, I’m Mike Gladstone, a talent scout for a major fashion brand.”

He pretended to be impressed with the store and hinted that he was looking for fresh talent. “Do you have anyone with a unique look and great personality?” he asked.

The assistant’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh, really? I’ve been told I have a great look for this sort of thing,” she said, thinking this was her big chance. Mike looked her over critically and shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but you don’t quite fit what we’re looking for,” he said. “We need someone who STANDS OUT in the right way.” The assistant looked devastated.

Before she could respond, Mike turned to me. “What about you?” he asked, looking at me. “You have an interesting look. Have you ever thought about modeling?” The assistant’s jaw dropped in surprise.

I smiled and said, “No, but I have someone in mind who would be perfect for your campaign.” I added, “My wife, Emma. She’s stunning, confident, and beautiful inside and out.”

Mike agreed. “I’d LOVE to meet her. Let’s set up an interview.” I looked at the assistant, who was now pale and shaken. I said:

“You know, it’s funny how perceptions can be so misleading. Maybe next time, YOU’LL think twice before judging someone based on their looks.”

As we left, I felt the assistant’s eyes burning into my back. Emma met with Mike later. Although she didn’t pursue modeling, the experience gave her a big confidence boost.

“So, how did it go?” I asked when she came back. “It was AMAZING! Mike was so kind and professional!” she said, her face beaming. “He said I had real potential.”

“I told you, darling! You have everything it takes,” I replied, hugging her. That evening, we reflected on the day. “I can’t believe you did all that for me,” Emma said, holding my hand.

“I’d do anything for you. No one gets to make you feel less than you are,” I said.

A week later, we returned to the shopping center. Emma walked with newfound confidence. As we passed the lingerie store, I glanced inside. The sales assistant looked like she was still recovering from the shock.

“Want to go in and browse?” I teased Emma. She laughed and shook her head. “I’ve had enough of that store!” We walked on, hand in hand, knowing that sometimes, the best revenge is lifting up the ones you love and helping them see their true worth.

That’s my story. Sometimes, the best way to handle things is to show someone how wrong they were in a public way. Seeing the look on that sales assistant’s face is something I’ll remember forever!